After joining Hades

"Bai Bai, are we still coming tomorrow?" Xiao Lian Deng was a little puzzled.

If it is really related to this seal, and Xiao Lian Deng's judgment is correct, then it should be fine, Wen Bai replied: "Come and confirm, and rest assured."

"And always ask where this fierce seal came from."

Xiaoliandeng wrinkled the little petals: "But that grandpa doesn't seem to want to talk about it."

Wen Bai smiled: "It's hard to say today, but it may be easier to say tomorrow."

Little Lotus Lantern: "Huh?"

It's unnecessary for Master Chen not to say anything today, and he doesn't believe them.

If it were him, he wouldn't reveal too many personal things in front of a stranger.

Thinking of this, Wen Bai knocked on the seal, and said fiercely: "No matter what, we can't scare the children."

Xiao Lian Deng was also filled with righteous indignation: "Yes!"

Seeing that it was staring at this seal all the way, even the Qianlong Cup is not attractive anymore.

Just as Wen Bai was about to ask if he had found anything, the little lotus lamp suddenly moved: "It's come out!"

As he said that, he swung obliquely and stuck it on the seal.

Following its movements, Wen Bai saw wisps of black air overflowing from the broken section of the seal, and then wrapped around the wick of the little lotus lamp.

With a sound of "crack", the fire light briefly flared up and then disappeared.

"Okay." Xiao Lian Deng spoke, and a small spark exploded on the wick.

It looks like a child hiccups after eating too much.

Wen Bai picked it up, inexplicably nervous: "Eat it?"

Xiaoliandeng came to his senses: "No, it was burned."

"I don't eat these."

Wen Bai relaxes.

After all, it is fierce, and it is not a good thing at first glance.

"Then what do you eat on weekdays?" Wen Bai guessed according to common sense, "Incense ash? Yuanbao? Incense candles?"

Thinking about it this way, it seems that there is still some trouble.

After all, they are things that normal people would not take with them when they go out.

Xiao Lian Deng herself didn't know much about it, she just said: "It's all prepared by Lu Zheng for me."

But now it is raised by him, Wen Bai is a little worried.

Maybe I have to pick a time to ask Lu Zheng.

"Then the viciousness is gone now, isn't it?"

"Ah."

Wen Bai touched it: "It's amazing."

Xiao Lian Deng felt hot all over, and there was only one thought in his head: Wen Bai touched it!Also praised it is great!

The more I thought about it, the more embarrassing I became. Once the petals were harvested, the whole flower and leaves were buried in the Qianlong cup, only a small cluster of flames that hadn't been harvested in time were exposed outside.

Wen Bai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and adjusted the position of the cup to make it lie more comfortably, then his eyes fell on the seal.

Once the fierceness was removed, the inscriptions on the bottom of the seal became somewhat clear, and it was barely recognizable.

Looking carefully, it seems that the engraved words are "Zhong Shining".

For some reason, Wen Bai always felt that the name "Zhong Shining" sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where he heard it.

"Baibai, I'm sleepy," the little lotus lantern buried in Qianlong's cup suddenly said, "I want to sleep."

It was Wen Bai's first time to bring a child, and he was a little at a loss for a while: "Then shall we go home?"

"No need." Xiaoliandeng's voice was obviously sleepy, slowly squeezed out of the cup, landed on Wen Bai's palm, then continued to shrink, the petals also gradually turned black, and finally turned into a black mist the size of a fingernail .

Wen Bai just spread his palm like this, looking at it, he didn't dare to move.

In the blink of an eye, the black mist disappeared.

On the belly of the white jade gourd on his wrist, there is a small black lotus flower seal, which just falls on the blank space in the middle of the string of scriptures.

Wen Bai originally wondered why there was a small space in the middle of the scripture.

Know it now.

He called a few words softly, and the little lotus lamp was very quiet, as if he was extremely tired and fell into a deep sleep.

He glanced at the jade gourd, then at the seal, and a few minutes later, he took out his phone and called a taxi.

The destination is still... the first mountain villa.

--

"It's okay, I'm young, I feel normal, and it took a little effort to get rid of that thing," Di Ting knocked on the little jade gourd, "Don't worry."

Wen Bai let out a long breath of relief.

It's impossible not to worry. You were talking well a second ago, but when you turn your head, it becomes as big as a fingernail. Who can not worry.

Lu Zheng, on the other hand, looked like he was not surprised, and said in a low voice: "Come here."

These words were obviously addressed to Wen Bai.

Maybe it was because the eyes of "I'll kill you within three days" were too deep at that time, Wen Bai didn't really want to go there.

But this man is his boss.

He took a shallow breath and finally walked over.

When he got to the front, Lu Zheng seemed too lazy to move, he only raised his chin: "Hand."

Wen Bai: "?"

"Give me your hand." Lu Zheng said.

Wen Bai did as he said.

Lu Zheng frowned: "The other one."

It was only then that Wen Bai came to his senses.

If you want a gourd, you need a gourd, what kind of hand!

Thinking about it, Wen Bai was about to pick off the jade gourd, but Lu Zheng moved faster than him.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he directly pulled his wrist, and gently twisted his thumb and index finger against the jade gourd.

Wen Bai clearly saw that two drops of blood flowed out from Lu Zheng's index finger, stuck to the little lotus print, seeped in, and disappeared without a trace.

He suddenly remembered what Little Lotus Lantern said before—"It was all prepared by Lu Zheng."

Wen Bai thought over and over again, and said, "Is it hungry?"

Lu Zheng: "Yes."

Wen Bai cautiously: "You just let him eat this?"

"Hmm." Lu Zheng said casually.

After reacting for a while, Lu Zheng noticed something was wrong.

What do you mean you just let him eat this?

"Are you despising me?" Lu Zheng stepped forward and leaned slightly.

Seeing that Wen Bai didn't speak, in Lu Zheng's eyes, it meant tacit consent.

How dare this person despise him?

Lu Zheng unconsciously exerted force on his hand, and instantly staggered Wen Bai who was a bit distracted.

Wen Bai didn't expect Lu Zheng's movements at all, his feet slipped, and when he came back to his senses, he was half in Lu Zheng's arms.

Wen Bai: "..."

Lu Zheng: "..."

The two are very close to each other, almost touching.

"Boss," Wen Bai gritted his teeth lightly, "please let go."

The boss didn't move.

"Boss," Wen Bai said, shaking the held hand, "it hurts."

Only then did Lu Zheng let go.

Wen Bai sighed again.

In comparison, the little boss is really cute.

He didn't know how to explain.

What he said didn't mean any disdain.

I just simply feel that, for children, this kind of food might... not be very tasty?

Di Ting stood aside, watching with relish, until Lu Zheng glanced over coldly, then pretended to cough, walked over a few steps, and asked Wen Bai: "What do you want to do with that seal?"

Wen Bai: "I deal with it?"

"There is fierceness above, isn't it under the jurisdiction of the Yin Division? It can also be placed outside like this?"

Di Ting shook his head: "It's not fierce, it's just a funerary object with a bit of death."

Wen Bai: "..."

Is this something that can be said lightly?

"Funeral objects?" Wen Bai unconsciously clenched his fists.

He actually took a funeral object and took it all the way.

"Didn't follow into the coffin," Lu Zheng said kindly, "Followed into the coffin, do you think there will be only this death?"

Wen Bai's hanging heart fell to the ground, and his thoughts returned to that seal.

Since it is a funeral object, and it is something that can indicate identity like a seal, maybe the identity of the owner can be tested?

"I'll go to Sanxian Bridge again tomorrow. If it's okay," Wen Bai thought for a while, "just hand it in."

Now that the dead air has been eliminated, it shouldn't have any effect.

Hearing the word "hand over", Lu Zheng asked, "Who do you want to hand over to?"

Wen Bai said truthfully: "The Bureau of Cultural Relics."

Lu Zheng: "The Bureau of Cultural Relics?"

Wen Bai looked at Lu Zheng as if he was looking at a fish that slipped through the net of nine-year compulsory education.

Explained: "Department of cultural relics management and protection."

Lu Zheng vaguely felt that he was disgusted again, and his tone changed: "The Yin Division has its rules, and the funeral objects are the things of the Yin Division. If you want to hand it in, you should hand it in here."

Wen Bai pursed his lips lightly.

How should he explain it to him.

My lord, times have changed.

The "Law on the Protection of Cultural Relics" stipulates that all cultural relics left in the underground, inland water and territorial sea within the territory belong to the state.

There is no solution to this question, and there is no way to explain it.

Wen Bai had no choice but to turn his head to look at the person who could discuss and listen carefully.

He said, "However, the Bureau of Cultural Relics seems to be a bit far from here."

Feeling ignored by Wen Bai, Lu Zheng warned: "Wen Bai."

Wen Bai continued to look at Di Ting: "Do you think it's okay to hand it directly to the police station?"

Lu Zheng: "..."

"Or I can go back to school and ask the professors of the history department. Several old professors in our school are also very influential in the industry."

Lu Zheng couldn't bear it anymore: "Wen Bai, do you still think of me as the boss?"

Wen Bai knew the truth of not hitting someone with a smiling face when reaching out, so he said kindly, "Leave it alone."

Lu Zheng's complexion improved a bit: "Bring the things."

Wen Bai handed it over.

The moment he got the item, Lu Zheng frowned: "Crispy jade?"

Wen Bai: "?"

"It's still a low-quality fragile jade." Lu Zheng looked disgusted, raised his eyes lightly, and looked at Wen Bai, "Are you kidding me?"

Wen Bai: "???"

"I do not have."

"This kind of dilapidated thing is worth bringing back?" Lu Zheng threw the seal back lightly.

Wen Bai reached out to catch it: "...I didn't want to bring it back."

Not only did I not want to bring it back, but I also wanted to send it out.

It's the boss who insisted on watching it because you said "it doesn't conform to the rules of the underworld".

Wen Bai dared not speak out.

In the end, Di Ting opened his mouth: "Let's keep it for now."

Wen Bai pointed to himself.

Listen and nod.

"This thing has an owner," Di Ting clicked on the seal, "The other half has not been found yet, and there may be trouble."

If I heard that there is trouble, then there may be real trouble.

If something happened after sending it to the Cultural Relics Bureau, the situation might be even more chaotic, so Wen Bai had no choice but to stay.

The matter has been resolved, and Xiao Lian Deng is full.

Wen Bai said: "Boss, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

After speaking, he waited politely for a few seconds.

Lu Zheng glanced at him and turned his head away.

Wen Bai quietly clenched his fists.

It's fine, nothing happened.

Say goodbye.

The first thing Wen Bai did when he got home was to turn off the phone and take a good night's sleep.

The next day, I woke up early, cleared all the information on my phone, and took a taxi to Sanxian Bridge.

As soon as the rain stopped for more than ten days, there were more pedestrians on the road.

Just as Wen Bai entered the antique market, the stall owner closest to him yelled first.

"Hey, Old Chen, see if it's him!" The voice was so loud that Wen Bai might run away.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Shiwen ran out from the other side, shouting "Yes yes yes" while running.

He is full of energy, and he is completely different from the "sulking little old man" yesterday.

Wen Bai didn't even need to guess carefully: "Is the kid alright?"

Chen Shiwen's eyelids twitched, he couldn't speak, he nodded repeatedly and said "ah".

Wen Bai: "It's fine."

Knowing that there were some things to talk about, Chen Shiwen hurriedly led Wen Bai to his stall.

"Thanks to Mr. Xiao, after taking away the seal yesterday, I'll just go back to my little grandson." Until now, thinking about it, Chen Shiwen still finds it absurd.

"Is the little grandson just born?" Wen Bai recalled what Xiaoliandeng said, that a newborn child has a light soul, so it is easy to be scared.

Chen Shiwen looked at Wen Bai more eagerly: "Yes, it's only been a month and a half."

Wen Bai: "What's wrong?"

Whether it's Xiaoliandeng, Di Ting, or Lu Zheng, they all said that the dead air didn't hurt anyone.

That shouldn't be a serious illness.

Chen Shiwen's words also verified this point: "I can't say I'm sick, even if I cry all the time at night, I went to the hospital several times and said there was nothing wrong, so let the child sleep less during the day."

Originally, Chen Shiwen didn't think much about it, but the cause of the disease was never found. When the family was anxious, they asked whether the things on his stall were not clean, and even talked about ghosts and gods.

Chen Shiwen himself knew very well that these things hadn't even entered the soil, so there was no way they were "unclean".

But after all, he was interested, so when Wen Bai said that the children at home liked it, he blurted out that sentence.

It wasn't until last night that his grandson stopped being noisy and his spirits improved, that he didn't think of the little gentleman he met in the afternoon.

This thought was like staying up all night.

Woke up early and went to the stall.

Now, seeing that Wen Bai even counted the birth of his little grandson, he felt that he had met an expert: "Mr. Xiao, my grandson should be fine."

"It's okay." Wen Bai felt that Master Chen was quite thoughtful, so he smiled, "How did you know that the problem was on that seal?"

After all, he bought a bunch of things yesterday.

Chen Shiwen put his hands together: "After taking away the seal yesterday, Mr. Xiao said, 'The children at home will be fine', and asked a little more about the seal."

Wen Bai nodded, afraid that the old man would be hurt by thinking too much, and he would suffer a crime after all, and said: "The seal is not a dirty thing, the child is just a little scared."

Chen Shiwen's heart sank completely.

"Master, I'm here today, and I actually want to ask you something."

Chen Shiwen patted his chest: "Just say it!"

Wen Bai: "Where did you find this seal?"

"Amoy is really not that much," Chen Shiwen said honestly, "Actually, most of the goods in the cultural and entertainment market on the market are high-end goods."

Wen Bai: "High street goods?"

Chen Shiwen nodded: "Well, it's from factories all over the world."

"For example, porcelain, Su porcelain is the most famous, so I buy it from those places. Most of it is new and old, and high imitation is not counted."

"So when I asked you where the other half of the seal was yesterday, you said you broke it on purpose." Wen Bai replied.

Chen Shiwen nodded again, and when he said this, he said a few more words as soon as he started talking: "But it's not that there are no genuine products."

"It's just that the authentic products we're talking about now are just compared to those high-end goods. For some years, most of them are some not-so-rare ancient coins, silver dollars, and the like."

Wen Bai took advantage of the situation and asked, "The Sanxian Bridge back then?"

"That's true," Chen Shiwen said with emotion, "but it was all decades ago. At that time, this business was bold and sold everything, and there were many second-hand dealers."

"Don't ask where you came from, the rules of buying and leaving are set at that time."

Wen Bai also heard the teacher mention it when he was taking elective courses.

Many years ago, in the antique industry, the gray area could not be called a gray area, but it was more or less a fringe industry.

Later, the control system was gradually improved, and then slowly improved.

"Now these suppliers are no longer called cultural relic dealers. They don't have real goods at hand. What can be circulated are either high-end goods or worthless, leftovers. No matter how extravagant they are, they end up in our hands, which is just a package. price."

Chen Shiwen took out a cigarette from his pocket, and when he lit it habitually, he realized that Wen Bai was still there, and stuffed it back: "That seal was packed together."

Chen Shiwen patted his knee lightly: "I guess you must ask. Early this morning, I called Lao Yang, the one who dumped the goods, and asked."

"But don't worry, I didn't talk about the seal. I only said that the child in the family has been crying a lot lately. It may be haunted by some dirty thing. Let him help to ask."

Wen Bai was a little surprised: "They also believe this?"

Chen Shiwen: "Believe it! I believe it more than we do, and I am more afraid than us, so I checked immediately."

"But after checking and checking, they are all high-end goods, and I don't know how the seal got in."

"However, I can assure you that Lao Yang hasn't touched the soil." Chen Shiwen said it tactfully, but Wen Bai understood it very clearly.

Meaning, it wasn't dug out of the grave.

Lu Zheng also said that if it was brought out of the coffin, it wouldn't just be so dead.

Chen Shiwen was afraid that Wen Bai would not believe it, and said again: "Now it is strictly controlled, especially our Sanxianqiao area, where there are signboards outside, and someone is in charge, so we must not do any illegal activities."

"I'm not afraid to tell you that if the seal is really a good thing, it won't fall into our hands."

……

The clues are broken here, but it is not without gain.

At least it shows that Master Chen has nothing to do with this seal.

When he finally left, Chen Shiwen said he wanted to return the money, but Wen Bai confiscated it, but thinking that Xiao Lian Deng was still tired after "fighting" with that fierce spirit yesterday, so he picked two bright lights from the stall. A small shiny object, as a gift, give it to it when it wakes up.

Who knows, for three or four days in a row, the jade gourd did not move.

Wen Bai is also busy these few days. The graduation ceremony, which was postponed due to bad weather, is also on the agenda as the weather improves.

On this day, Wen Bai was finishing the project, but Fang Leming suddenly called.

The first sentence he opened his mouth was: "It's not good, Xiaobai!"

"Ah Wei is going to die!"